Once had a man, he took me highnThen he tried to break me like a butterflynPistol in his hand, loaded with his liesnOh he tried to break me like a butterflynI don’t know how I’ve gotten out of this alivenBut I’m damn sure never gonna give up without a fightnSilverlake boys, so pretty to your eyesnBut if they don’t have a job then they’ll take you down and leave you drynMillionaire men, everything they can buy –nBut some of them have a special glass for a butterflynI don’t know how I’ve gotten out of this alivenBut I’m damn sure never gonna give up without a fightnOh, I’ve got that feeling againnGoing down the road, with my wings in the windnAnd I feel that love is coming againnI feel that I could take a chancen..and go down that road…nOnce had a man, he took me highnAnd oh he knew the beauty of a butterflynBut in the end, it just wasn’t the timenAnd somehow you’ve gotta keep your head up to the lightnI don’t know how I’ve gotten out of this alivenBut I’m damn sure never gonna give up without a fightnButterflies roam, down the road, butterflies roamnLooking for a rose, down the road.